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Vase Of Love
Sometimes I wonder if I should be sorry for falling in love with such a wonderful person.
Somteimes I wonder if I am wrong or am I right for thinking she could just be the "one".
So many hours. So little time. Seconds breaking thoughts into a time frame of sanity.
Which dreams have never came, because a constant dream cannot be itself and reality.
I opened my heart like a flower, because I felt I was ready to bloom into her life fully cherished.
But as once my heart has bloomed its only a matter of time to how long it has before its crushed.
Under whos foot steps knowing with that step she could crush his heart or she could put him in a vase.
I opened my heart for a reason and that was to be in love so for once I hope this is simply the case.
